I over ate by quite a bit today, I don’t know why, I just did. I hate this. Tomorrow will be better than today.
I don’t know if this even makes sense to anyone reading it (aha, if anyone reads it). It has just kind been going round in my head for a while now. I will get down about the fact that I could have done something when I first started to notice I was bigger than other kids my age. I could have worked a little then to avoid working a lot now. There’s no use dwelling over the past, it’s not going to do any good. I started looking at the positive though because this time I’m not going to stop this weight loss journey until I get there, until I’m fit and healthy, until I’m happy and confident in my body.
Ohhh dear, Week 4 of the C25k programme is hard! I did finish it … just, then I went into the shade and lay down for 5 minutes while sweat dripped off of my face and caused my glasses to fog up. I am shattered now, but I guess have to be thankful for the two days I have left of this because week 5 is going to be a hell of a lot harder.
I wish I could just run well like 5 miles being a standard thing or something, aha, I’m a long way off but I’ll get there… eventually.